An Awesome Junk Food Combination

I do indeed enjoy junk food, which is to be exact almost any food that is highly palatable and energy-dense.

I like it so much, that it may be a contributing factor to my weight problem.

There is specifically one junk food combination that I like though I cannot have it anymore, due to developing a peanut allergy.

If I didn’t have this wretched peanut allergy, I would still be enjoying this combination of junk food.

It is a Mister Goodbar paired with a 13 fluid ounce bottle of Starbucks Vanilla Frappuccino. All I can say is that the taste is amazing! It also results in a very pleasant and mood-boosting sugar rush. The mixture of coffee, chocolate, vanilla, peanuts, and milk all at once will make your taste buds dance and sing!

I first discovered this awesome combination in late May of 2014. I was buying some fuel, snacks, and drinks at the Prospect Truck Plaza which is located on the Northeastern outskirts of Houma, Louisiana.

This truck stop serves somewhat of a logistics hub, not only for trucking freight operations in the area but also for aviation and marine operations working in conjunction with trucking freight. It is in very close proximity to the Gulf Intracoastal Waterway as well as the Houma-Terrebonne Airport. There are also some very busy oil and gas pipeline operations in this area. Finally, there is a casino housed at this truck stop, which attracts people from all over.

The whole amazingly reminds me of one of my favorite video games from childhood, namely Blast Corps, because of all the heavy equipment. I do currently reside just slightly to the North of here and rent but would be thrilled to own a house in on Coteau Road between Highway 182 and Prospect Boulevard Extension. I have even had dreams of a railroad being built in this area, which in my humble but honest opinion would do a world of good, economics wise. By the way, the railroad in my dream connected from the BNSF mainline at Raceland to a currently-nonexistent transload facility on the Gulf Intracoastal Waterway in Village East via Eagle Island. I’ve also had a couple of dreams about another railroad that ties in with it but also goes to Schriever running between Bayou Blue Ridge and Coteau Ridge

I moved to this area in May of 2018 and until this peanut allergy got bad enough, I was a frequent customer in this truck stop. I would usually purchase the Starbucks Vanilla Frappuccino along with a Mister Goodbar of varying sizes, depending on how much money or credit I had. Then I would sit in the dining section of that truck stop eating and drinking my purchases whilst listening to truck and barge traffic on my scanner. I had good food, good drink, and good entertainment. I also got to interact with workers and customers. I miss doing this, so if anyone could think of another decent snack to go with the bottle of Starbucks Vanilla Frappuccino (preferably something chocolate), I’m open to ideas. Of course, I won’t attempt to do this until the Coronavirus lockdown is over.

I had always enjoyed peanuts and peanut products growing up but I had developed an allergy to them over time. It started in my late teens or early twenties with a pick in my throat, every time I ate any peanut product but by my early thirties I would break out in rashes. My peanut allergy is not fatal, at least not yet, but one day potentially could be.

Yes, I am disabled, but I wish I could have a job, any sort of job in the transportation industry. I like everything about it, the cool machinery, the traveling all kinds of places, and the communications aspect, of course. I like it to the point where working those crazy hours would bother me one bit.

If you work in the transportation sector and are reading this, let me say thank you for keeping the country and the world going, but also might I suggest that you try this combination. I think it is perfect for anyone working in the transportation sector.

Why?

Well, I can give at least three reasons:

It tastes delicious, which means it will make you feel better and possibly be a source of comfort and might mitigate some of the loneliness your job entails.

It is a great source of energy, which will help your job performance.

It is a rich source of caffeine, and this means it will make your job safer in addition to making everyone around you safe by keeping you awake and alert.

Do try this combination out, even if you don’t work in the transportation sector, I don’t as much as I would want to.

Likely it could be a hit amongst those in the public safety and medical sectors as well, but I don’t work in these either.

I’m just a blogger on a pension, but I know what I like.

I would want to write some more about this, but my back is starting to hurt. However, I think I have gotten my point across.

So, this, therefore, concludes my piece and I hope you, the reader, have been informed and maybe entertained!

Thank you for reading…

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A Synchronous Dream

This is a true story that begins with a dream in progress.  The actual dialogue may have been slightly altered, but other than that it is a true story.  It is about a synchronous dream I had in June of 2006 and it is told from my perspective.  This dream predates some of my more current writing styles and I assumed, at the time, it contained supernatural instructions.  My assumption was further validated when I found out this was indeed a synchronous dream!

Without further ado, here is the true story:

A global conflict has broken out and being an able-bodied nineteen-year-old, I have been drafted. I stand on the curb waiting for the bus to take me to the basic training camp, but there she is, the girl I’ve been conversing with, standing beneath the glow of the streetlamp.  She is dressed in olive green capri pants and a white tank top.  Her reddish-blonde hair flows down to her breasts in a single braid.

The bus is approaching and my best friend is urging me to get ready, but I can’t stop looking at her.

I approach her and she runs up to me. She jumps into my arms and I lift her up. She wraps her legs around me. We share a kiss. She feels so wonderful in my arms. The driver sounds his horn.

“I wish you didn’t have to go!”  She tells me in distress.

“Neither do I.  I’m a lover, not a fighter.”

“Just, please, write to me every day.”

“I will I promise!”

My best friend yells, “Forget about her and get on the bus. We need to fight in Vietnam like my dad did many years ago.  And this time, we’ll show those gooks that we mean business!”

I let her down gently and her eyes swell up with tears as we share one final kiss.

The bus driver announces over the PA, “Board now or you will be court-martialed.”

“Get on the bus [blank] damn it.” My best friend shouts.

Reluctantly, I board the bus…

Suddenly, I wake up.

It was all a dream.

I collect myself.

Thoughts are racing through my head:

“Is this a sign from God that I should enter in a relationship with this girl I’ve been talking to online?”

“I guess I really do have feelings for her after all.”

“But she wrapped her legs around me. In real life, I wouldn’t dare let her do that because I revere her so much.”

“Of course, I’ve never been in her physical presence, so I don’t know what I would allow happening. I know well that the flesh’s weakness is, unfortunately, greater than the soul’s willingness.”

I keep all these thoughts to myself for now.

I’m off today, so I go ride in my boat, then later, I visit my grandparents. I don’t tell them about her though.

When I arrive back home that night, I log into the family computer and begin to converse with the girl.

Over the course of our conversation, she randomly mentions, “I could feel you holding me last night!”

I am in shock and awe.

Apparently, we had a synchronous dream. My feelings for her are now beginning to multiply.

I feel dizzy and am in a euphoric confusion.

“I dreamed about you last night.” I finally reply, then explain the dream.

She too seems shocked, but happy.

We don’t talk much longer and then I go to sleep as I have work in the morning.

I’ll see if I can pull a double…

2013 Vision of The Two Women

I had this vision around August or so of 2013.

I penned it in December of 2013.

Here it is:

And there was a rich, powerful and very influential young man. Two young women were trying to catch his affections. He learned of this and summoned both of them to his living quarters.

The first woman stood to the left of him. She was 18 years old and covered in jewelry and makeup. She wore a dark red halter top and a purple mini skirt. Her skin was tanned and her body was toned and muscular. Many young boys were attracted to her because of her scandalous ways. However, she led all of those boys to a life of misery. She was a vicious fighter and severely injured anyone who she thought was a threat. Her wanting to be with the young man was only because of his money and power. This woman was sure she could use her seductive powers to attract him.

The second woman stood to the right of him. She was 22 years old and wore no makeup nor jewelry. Her skin was quite pale and her body was pleasantly plump, but it greatly complimented her appearance. It made her very cute and innocent looking. She was clothed in a white T-Shirt and long denim jeans. No men ever paid much attention to her and therefore was a virgin. The first woman greatly mocked her for being a virgin. She was also mocked by her peers for dressing plainly. Still, she had a gentleness about her and was affectionate and loving. She did not ever fight nor did she know. She heard of the young man and desired him. She desired him because she knew he was very kind and maybe he would treat her with kindness. She didn’t have much to offer the young man or so she thought.

The young man looked at both of them.

The first woman raised her skirt to him, to which he looked away. The second woman simply smiled at him and blushed. He smiled back at her.

The first woman said “I know why you should be with me: I am not fat like her. I am much sexier than her. I can do things with you that are beyond your wildest fantasy, can she? Pick me and your life will be full of pleasure!”

The second woman said “I am not saying that you should be with me. I would like to be with you because I hear that you are single, but also I hear that you are kind-hearted. I feel much honored that you even gave me a chance to present myself to you. If you pick me, I promise that I will love you forever.”

Then the young man looked to the second woman and said “Come with me. You are so beautiful to me and I want you forever! You are the one I choose as I already know you will love me for me. You will forever be a faithful partner. I already know that as well. I want you to be my wife and our wedding will be a magnificent celebration!”

Immediately, the first woman cursed the young man. He faced her and replied “You, on the other hand, are a harlot. You have polluted many with your filth! You desired me, but for all the wrong reasons. You wanted only my money and my power. You assumed you could use your seduction to get those things, but you are dead wrong!”

The first woman became filled with rage and attacked the second woman. She slashed her face with her long fingernails and scarred it. The first woman cut off the second woman’s clothes with a blade she had concealed. She lay there on the floor in great pain, exposed and humiliation, sobbing. The first woman slapped the second woman in the head and knocked her out. She then again pulled out her blade and prepared to kill her. Immediately, the guards came and seized her.

The young man came up to the second woman and wrapped his arms around her. He gently woke her up and kissed her. As she woke up; she said: “I definitely don’t deserve you now, look how ugly I am.” The young man replied “It doesn’t matter to me, I still love you and I always will. I will get you some new clothes, and if you wish, I will get those scars removed from your face.” The second girl rested her face in his chest “I cannot fathom how much you love me, but I know it must be immensely! I can easily and simply believe that. I want to and will love you as much as I can.” He kissed her and said “That is good enough for me. Come now, I will give you a safe place to stay. And I will keep you there until we are wed.”

…Marvel not at what you just read. I can fully explain the meaning behind this vision, which I had while shopping…

The first woman represents all cults, apostate denominations/churches, and false teachers.

The second woman represents the True Christian Church and genuine believers from all denominations and fragmented churches belonging to it…

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My Own Zombie Apocalypse

I stand on the carport of what used to be the house of my paternal grandparents in Louisiana. Suddenly, I am surrounded by a swarm of living dead human beings, all of who are demanding my brain. They are advancing on me. I reach into my pockets for any object to fight them off with. Thankfully, I still have my Streamlight Pro Tac Flashlight. They advance on me, but as each one comes, I activate the strobe feature. They shield their eyes and I strike their temples or their windpipes with the scalloped bezel of my flashlight. Five zombies engage me. Five zombies fall to their deaths. I am still outnumbered though and realize I can’t keep on fighting them. My Dr. Scholls walking shoes and Swiss Gear backpack which contains my LG smartphone, my glasses, my house key and, my medication are all inside my grandparents’ house which is surrounded by a whole army of zombies. More and more are also walking out of their graves. They wish to rule this otherwise peaceful neighborhood for whatever reason. Reluctantly, I leave these items behind and decide to evacuate on foot, even barefoot. I walk to the house I am renting from an elderly lady. She lets me in, but I tell her how I have to leave. She demands my key. It’s in my backpack. She then falls asleep, so I grab as many tee shirts and undergarments as I can stuff in my pants pockets, then continue running out of the neighborhood and onto the main highway. I walk along the main highway and hold my thumb out. I hear Florida is a safe haven from the zombies, so I try to flag down a truck driver that’s headed there or at least in that direction. Suddenly an old fisherman drives by on a golf cart and holds a pistol to my head. I keep calm then remember an old Israeli martial arts technique then take the pistol from him. I then aim for his back and fire several shots. However, only BBs come out of the gun’s muzzle and they bounce off his back. He then pulls out a crossbow and shoots me in my left thigh. The extra shirts and drawers in my pocket keep the arrow from going in too deep, so I pull it out and bleed only slightly in my leg. I take the arrow and prepare to plunge it in that old man’s jugular vein, but then he offers me a fish hook, some line, bait and some cleaned Redfish flesh, claiming that it was all a test and that I passed. I still don’t trust him in the least. I have an overwhelming suspicion that the fish he gave me is laced with poison. I depart from him and start walking towards the Interstate when I wake up…I look at my G-Shock wristwatch. It’s 3:50 in the morning. I realize I have church in a few hours, so I soon fall back asleep.

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2015-2016 Left Behind Dream

At some point in either 2015 or 2016, I had a dream that I was left behind after The Rapture. Needless to say, it was very disturbing. After seeing all of my fellow believers disappear, I remember myself and scores of other people being gathered into some type of auditorium. It is something I am going to refer to as an “anti church.” Many people in this place were being fitted with the mark of the beast. The authorities in charge, though heavily armed, were trying to appear benevolent as possible and also were making the acceptance of the mark appear to be the best decision ever in both description and display. Prizes, such as widescreen televisions and possibly even sports cars, were being given out to those who had decided to take the mark. I on the other hand, knew that I should never receive that mark no matter what or suffer eternal damnation. Still, many others took the mark. There was great applause throughout the gathering place every time someone did. I guess out of fear of my own personal safety, I chose not to speak out against this and kept very quiet though every fiber of my being knew it was gravely wrong. Throughout the dream, I never take the mark, but instead fervently pray for Jesus Christ’s Second Coming, even though it would be up to seven years away. At some point, I wake up with a very disturbed and fearful state of mind.

I would love to believe that a Pre Tribulation Rapture will happen and that all believers in Christ on the Earth will indeed be taken up, but sometimes I think it is too good to be true.

However, I know that even as a Christian, I am a carnal and wretched being, still full of sin.

This makes me wonder if I will still be taken up, should the Rapture happen in my lifetime, which all I have to do is look at or listen to the news media and quickly realize that things are definitely falling into place. I’m just waiting for the moment when there is an agreement to rebuild the Jewish Temple in Jerusalem and peace between Jews and Muslims is finally achieved. By the way, this event will be what causes the Rapture, because of the Tribulation that follows. Every television channel in existence will break regular programming to cover this story, by the way. The person who facilitates agreement will appear to the world as an extremely righteous man, but I know he is the vilest human being ever created.

My source of comfort, though, in all of this is that every Christian is a sinner too, though some more than others. That’s why Jesus Christ went to the Cross, to begin with. And not only that, my good works (the very few there are) cannot and do not save me, to begin with, but the love and mercy of God imparted to me through the final Sacrifice of Jesus Christ is what saves me and it will be that same love and mercy that will allow me to be raptured, should the Rapture occur in my lifetime.

I don’t know what the purpose of this dream was, other than, this subject is frequently on my mind both at the conscious and subconscious levels in addition to my imagination already being quite overactive…

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Summer 2016 Wrestling with a Demon Dream

In the Summer of 2016, I dreamed that I was at my parents’ house along with my sister and some of her friends.

There was this very wicked man who was trying to come after one of my sister’s friends.

I decided to ask him to leave, but he wouldn’t.

So we began to battle hand to hand.

He was very strong and no matter how many times I had kicked him, he wouldn’t go down.

Next door, my newborn male cousin was playing in the grass and this wicked man came after him.

I continued to fight to protect my cousin.

My uncle by marriage (the cousin’s grandpa) assisted me by tossing me a 4 C sized Maglite flashlight to fight off this wicked man. I took it and chased him.

I ended up striking this man several times with the flashlight but to no avail, I couldn’t kill him.

It was at that point I realized that this wasn’t a man, this was something supernatural.

He went into the bayou and I was so angry at him, that I followed. We continued to fight in the water, where he commanded poisonous snakes to bite me.

I continued fighting, finally striking him in the throat and smashing his windpipe in. He sunk beneath the water.

I had sustained several bites from water moccasins and reached in my phone to call 911 and get medical attention, but the water had ruined my phone. I walked desperately trying to make it to a phone, finally getting to my grandparents’ house but collapsing right after 911 was called…

I woke up and immediately thought of Ephesians 6:12 “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”

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February 2018 Tribulation Dream

In February of 2018, I had a slightly disturbing dream. After waking up and collecting my thoughts, I realized exactly what it was about and was even able to interpret it. I believe it takes place during the Tribulation times.

Here it is:

It starts out with two fraternal twins and young man and woman, during the Tribulation Times.

The man converts to Christianity and becomes one of the Tribulation Saints, the woman doesn’t.

The woman greatly desires to be an exotic dancer and chases her dream, finally finding success. She becomes world famous, but ends up following the devil.

She is featured on television screens and posters around the world and becomes very rich and famous.

Then the One World Government comes into being.

The young man goes into a cave for his own safety lest he would be killed for his faith in Christ.

He stays there by himself, living off of the fish he catches from an underground waterway that passes through the cave.

One evening he and I are fishing, but catch very little, just one small fish.

He is worried about his sister in addition to what he will be able to eat.
We talk and I try to comfort him then cook that one fish over some coals. Before I can eat any of that fish, I wake up greatly concerned over the young woman’s soul…

There was someone whom I had recently befriended and thought was saved but found out she wasn’t. I feel as if her blood will be on my hands if I don’t tell her, but I am afraid I turn her off to Christ even more…

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